One summer day when I was fifteen, I found myself sitting across the kitchen table from a tall, black, big hulk of a guy named Slim, and five, twenty-something white prostitutes lined up on the couch like pieces of fruit left to rot on a weathered windowsill. Slim[…]

My eyes flew open as the searchlight passed by the window for the umpteenth time that night. Sleeping was something you did in between. The room was about 10’ by 10’ with a big thick, double-paned window looking out at nothing.  There was wire mesh in between the[…]

1000 United States two-dollar bills in shrink wrap. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) We’re born with a desire to be free.  Thankfully, we have parents.  Otherwise, we would not be long for this world.  There’s too many dangerous things around, like electric sockets and fast moving cars.  If we didn’t[…]

My husband and I went out for dinner the other night, and although I usually order a glass of Chardonnay or Pinot Gris, I began to peruse the drink menu, fascinated with all the flavored martinis. I have always had a love affair with the fifties era, especially[…]

I was pumped to the max. An IV drew a heavy-duty dose of steroids from a plastic bag and into my veins so my brain wouldn’t swell too much. I felt my thoughts levitating while my body beneath lie there, unable to move at all. But my mind…whew[…]

NOTE: This post is a continuation of an incident I relate in last week’s post, “An Incidental Finding.” I had received the diagnosis and the prognosis. Two neurosurgeons told me that the brain tumor was in the worst place a person can get one, and I was given[…]

That last semester at college seemed the longest one of all. Senioritis hit me just as hard as it hit all the eighteen to twenty-somethings aching to be done and on their way to the next big adventure. And it seemed I had saved some of my hardest[…]

It was May of 2001. A full year had gone by since I had fallen down the stairs, broken my neck, and gotten addicted to pain medication. I had spent so much time at home in bed that I felt isolated from friends and from participating in any[…]

On May 5, 2000, I fell down a flight of stairs and broke my neck. I wrote about that in my last post. Here is the rest of the story.   I woke with a start. My body was screaming with pain from the top of my head[…]

Most of the time, the thing that changes your life forever is not even something you spent any time worrying about. One small step can lead to a disaster. Thirteen years ago, on a particularly beautiful spring day in early May, I attended a community-wide tea for ladies.[…]